I won't bother To stop the monster He's coming near Don't show your fear He serves the great sadness Through phantoms and ashes I let him in With rye and gin He's limbless and helpless Still able to ravage He won't cohere, just drinks your tears No moonlight or magic to bring out the madness He'll dim the dawn And steal your song And now I know That I could never let him go Always a part of me My enemy, the end of me, but still I will There's comfort in the chill And sometimes when he's home I feel manic and unknown Energy for everything, but downward swings are coming for me I Hope I don't get so low I kill myself